REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
The ceremony is beautiful, and throughout it, Rexanna squeezes Bastien’s hand gently with each and every vow Amalia speaks of. She wonders what kind of vows would come from an Ascended wedding, but the thought drifts from her mind as Safrin appears to join them all. The woman’s never seen the goddess of the stars, but she glances to Bastien with a curious brow as if to share a joke of “ah so she’s the one that turned you into an old man” with nothing but amusement in her eyes. She slips away, however, as quietly and unnoticed as she can, before the final announcement is made by Amalia, and moves toward the other side of the hill they stand upon where they’d shared their vows.Rexanna places the box of fireworks she received from Ianto’s wagon, finding no better time to use them than now, and sets them up easily before moving a fair distance away to make room for her own fireworks to join them. But she waits, for the right moment to hit (when Ronin and Remi lean in for a kiss) before she shoots up two of her own fireworks — large and beautiful with flecks of gold that shower down from the skies above. It’s a safe distance away, and no harm will come to any of them (goddess included), but it makes for a beautiful view from where the happy couple’s onlookers sit.
Then, when her own fireworks fade, she sets Ianto’s box off, eyes lifting toward the sky to see what kind of magic they wield. Only it isn’t exactly magic and wonderful pictures that appear in the darkened sky, but a blooming of dicks that alight the sky in hues of purples, greens, and blues. Rexanna’s mouth drops wide open and she gapes at the fireworks with both horror and laughter simmering beneath her skin, unsure that if she leaves now perhaps nobody will know it was her that lit that particular box off. She’s hoping she hasn’t ruined anything either, one hand reaching to cover her mouth.
